A song I wrote while hearing Sara Ogilvy sing it in my mind
Do not know if she likes it or will ever sing it
Hope so
Sara Ogilvy's amazing music can be heard at:
http://www.myspace.com/saraogilvy
Felt now like this
I'm one you can't kiss
Seeing you speak
with words that you twist
There is no need
for something new
What you suggest
is already threw
Bx2
My shoulder strong
don't need this bond
The path for me
is for victory
C
There is no road and
there is no turn
to dream on asleep
or to reach when we learn
A
Lettin' go
what I now know
Lettin' in
what has not yet been
This curse
I will take off
that towards me is
like it's towards us both
Bx2
If something gone
is movin' on
still something strong
by far is gone
C
There is no road and
there is no turn
to dream on asleep
or to reach when we learn
Poetry by MeisI
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Written on 2007-10-26 at 13:23
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Do not know if she likes it or will ever sing it
Hope so
Sara Ogilvy's amazing music can be heard at:
http://www.myspace.com/saraogilvy
?
AFelt now like this
I'm one you can't kiss
Seeing you speak
with words that you twist
There is no need
for something new
What you suggest
is already threw
Bx2
My shoulder strong
don't need this bond
The path for me
is for victory
C
There is no road and
there is no turn
to dream on asleep
or to reach when we learn
A
Lettin' go
what I now know
Lettin' in
what has not yet been
This curse
I will take off
that towards me is
like it's towards us both
Bx2
If something gone
is movin' on
still something strong
by far is gone
C
There is no road and
there is no turn
to dream on asleep
or to reach when we learn
Poetry by MeisI
Read 683 times
Written on 2007-10-26 at 13:23
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